It seems like dreaming isn't going to help me, but neither will new thoughts.
It feels like my dear cards just told me to accept mundanity for my life.
This is not the right way to do things...
on the upside, the quicky one-two-three 2 Swords, 3 cups, 8 sticks. Off balance, party in good company, defending yourself. Giving in to the ambien undertow. Thought it might bring clarity; didn't at all.
Anyone has a pack of tarot cards and wants to read me up, I'd be grateful. (correllations, and that stuff.)
- Mood:
exhausted
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